This scream pierced the sky, tore through the beautiful twilight, and disrupted Mo Ai's progress.

"Death, sweet death!"

Mo Ai's neck twisted stiffly, grinned, stretched out his miserable white tongue full of mucus and licked his lips, and a strong smell of corpses erupted.

Zhu Songlu was stunned and raised his head.

I saw that Mo Ai tilted his head, his cloudy and white eyes kept turning in his sockets, and big drops of fishy saliva flowed down, like a patient with epileptic seizures.

Zhu Songlu's face changed, and he was slightly stunned.

"Dead, in my house?"

Mo Ai slowly and stiffly raised his right hand and pointed in a direction.

And when Mo Ai raised his hand, more screams came, and the distance was not particularly far.

Zhu Songlu frowned.

I saw a nurse rushing over, kneeling on one knee, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, there is a dead person in the house." ”

Zhu Songlu took a deep breath: "Who died, and how did you die?"

Nursing home: "A strange woman, not from the house, died in the Hangzhou steward's room. ”

Steward Hangzhou?

Hang Wanyan!

This person is one of Zhu Songlu's most relied on henchmen, and he is also the main operator of this assassination of Li Xuan.

A strange woman died in Hang Wanyan's room.

"What about Hang Wanyan?"

"Steward Hang, he was also on the scene, but he was ......"

The nursing home wanted to speak and stopped.

Zhu Songlu couldn't help but feel a touch of unease in his heart, and after thinking for more than ten seconds, he turned to the young man in Tsing Yi who smelled of salted fish, and said, "Brother Mo, I bother you to go with me to take a look, there may be a place to borrow your strength." ”

Mo Wai nodded spontaneously.

The two entered a separate courtyard under the guidance of the guardian.

There were many nurses, maids, and servants gathered in the courtyard, and they were all looking out into the corridor.

Zhu Songlu looked up, and his pupils suddenly shrank inward.

I saw a person sitting paralyzed in the corridor, with a disheveled head, the upper half of his body was red, and the lower half of his body was also ...... He didn't wear anything, but he was drenched in blood, as if he had just crawled out of a sea of blood, which looked extremely scary and bloody.

The man looked numb and sluggish.

A short sword fell from his side.

The sword body was also stained with blood, and there was a suspicion that there was flesh and blood sticking on Jianfeng Mountain.

The air was filled with the strong smell of blood.

Zhu Songlu recognized at a glance that this sluggish bloody man was his henchman Hang Wanyan, and his gaze crossed Hang Wanyan's shoulder and entered the open door behind him.

At this moment, Zhu Songlu's color changed greatly.

The room was like hell on earth, the walls were covered with blood splatters, the floor was full of blood, and there was blood on the bed, table, and chair.

This terrible scene, even if someone deliberately arranges it, takes a lot of effort and time to complete.

Zhu Songlu crossed Hang Wanyan, came to the door, took a closer look at the room, and his eyes suddenly fell behind the table.

In a pool of blood, a man was lying.

Or rather, it was already a corpse.

The person is not wearing any clothes and can clearly see every part of the body.

So, at a glance, you can tell that it is a woman with a good figure.

However, at the moment.

Zhu Songlu didn't appreciate this woman's naked body at all, because this woman was dead, and her death was miserable and miserable, and her body was covered with large and small scars, as if she had been cut seventy or eighty times with a sharp blade.

Flesh Blur......

The color of the blood reflected Zhu Songlu's eyes, he turned around, grabbed Hang Wanyan, and roared, "What's the matter?"

Hang Wanyan shuddered, recovered from his sluggishness, his face showed a look of horror, and he shouted in a panic: "I didn't kill the person, as soon as I woke up, I found that she was dead." ”

Zhu Songlu asked, "Who is she?"

Hang Wanyan trembled and said: "Xiang Caicai is the spy who Qiu Bu'an inserted beside Li Xuan. ”

Zhu Songlu was shocked: "Why is she in your room?"

Hang Wanyan trembled even more, and he came to 1510.

It turned out that he and Xiang Caicai were in constant contact, and their relationship heated up sharply, and Ganchai Agni developed into an underground lover, and the two secretly had a tryst at only one chance.

The same is true today.

Xiang Caicai pretended to go out shopping, and was brought into Zhufu by Hang Wanyan, and the clouds and rain flew in Wushan, so unhappy.

What a thought.

Hang Wanyan just felt that he was in a trance, and when he came to his senses again, everyone saw this terrible scene.

After listening, Zhu Songlu was silent for a few seconds, and then turned his head to look at the little guy in Tsing Yi.

Mo Ai silently walked straight into the room.

His nose twitched, his mouth opened and closed, and he breathed heavily, the smell of blood floating in the air that gave his numb, cold, lifeless eyes a strange life.

The whole person has become extremely eerie and terrifying.

Zhu Songlu followed him in.

I saw Mo Ai squatting next to Xiang Caicai's corpse, his fingers touched the hideous wounds on her body, dipped in a little slightly coagulated blood and put it in his mouth and sucked it, and said vaguely: "If her soul is not completely destroyed, I can cast a spell to revive her temporarily for a while." ”

Empty voices echoed through the room.

Zhu Songlu nodded expressionlessly.

Mo Ai spread out his hands, and there was a jet-black light in his palms, and then he hugged Xiang Caicai's head with both hands.

"Breath of Death: Return to the Light!"

The next moment.

Xiang Caicai's body twitched strangely, and suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was distorted to the extreme, as if he was crazy, and he opened his mouth to let out a terrible and sharp scream.

"Help!"

"Don't kill me!"

"Why did you kill me?"

......

Mo Ai withdrew his hand, gently stroked Xiang Caicai's head, his movements were extremely gentle, and he looked at Xiang Caicai with a crazy look that made his scalp tingle, and grinned: "Child, don't be afraid, death is not the end, death is the most sacred relief." ”

There was an unparalleled magic in his words.

I saw Xiang Caicai quickly calm down, lying quietly on the ground like a fossil.

Mo Ai asked, "Who killed you?"

"Hang Wanyan ......" Xiang Caicai opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse, and it sounded very distant.

Zhu Songlu raised his eyebrows.

Mo Ai: "How did Hang Wanyan kill you?"

"We're sleeping... He suddenly got up and drew his sword... Crazy slashing at me... Again and again..."

Speaking intermittently, Xiang Caicai suddenly tilted his head and closed his eyes again.

"Oh, she's embraced death, what a happy ending. Tears flowed from Mo Ai's moved eyes.

At this moment, Zhu Songlu also wanted to cry.

Listening to Xiang Caicai's description, Hang Wanyan seemed to have a nightmare and killed Xiang Caicai by mistake.

His heart was heavy.

Xiang Caicai is Yin Chengliang's woman, a person from the City Lord's Mansion, but she died in the Zhu Mansion, how can this matter be over?

Can't fool around at all.

Then you can only ......

Zhu Songlu walked outside the door and said to everyone with a gloomy face: "No one is allowed to mention this matter again, if anyone leaks the news, be careful about the family law." ”

He whispered to several nurses: "You guys hurry up and transport this woman out of the house, dispose of it secretly, keep your hands and feet clean, and don't let anyone find out!"

Just as a few nurses entered the room.

Suddenly!

A man from the gate came rushing and shouted, "Master, the city lord has led his men and horses to break in. ”

"What? Li Xuan is here!"

Zhu Songlu's expression changed drastically, he quickly glanced at the scene of the murder, and his mind was full of thoughts for a while, but he resolutely shouted: "Stop Li Xuan, don't let him in." ”

The doorman said aggrievedly: "I can't stop it, there are two ninth-order martial artists under him, an eighth-order martial artist, and a seventh-order martial artist, and no one in the entire mansion can stop them except for you, master." ”

Zhu Songlu, don't look at him as old and decrepit, in fact, he is a genuine second-order martial artist!

Moreover, the treasure of the Zhu family, the fifteenth-order treasure "Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun", is also in the hands of Zhu Songlu.

This made his combat power comparable to that of a fourth-order martial artist, and he could even fight with a fifth-order martial artist for a moment without falling behind.

It can be said that Zhu Songlu boasts that Xuanwu City is the first in force, and it is not all blown out.

This is also what makes him the most depressed, even if he is the first in force, he can't directly kill Li Xuan and snatch the position of the city lord.

For if he had done so, those who were stronger than him would have killed him in the same way.

Qiu Buping will not allow people like him to exist.

Tell the rules in everything.

If you don't follow the rules to others, others will not follow the rules to you.

It's a bit like the post-World War II world, where nuclear-armed states can suppress, threaten, and even wage war against those small countries, but they just can't declare occupation and annexation of small countries.

Within the boundaries of Xilong Land, any piece of land can only be rewarded by the lord.

If I don't give it, you can't grab it.

"Hmph, Li Xuanxiao'er, can you come to Zhufu if you want to?"

I wish Songlu a lot of fire!

He made up his mind that even if he tore his face with Li Xuan today, he would not be allowed to forcibly break into the Zhu Mansion, let alone find Xiang Caicai's body.

So, Zhu Songlu stomped his feet and rushed quickly in the direction of the gate of Zhufu.

Arrived at the place.

The people of the Zhu Mansion and the City Lord's Mansion were facing each other.

Yu Baimei and Little Drunken Cat, these two led Zhang Hu and other thirty rifle team members, and they were violent.

There was a palanquin in the middle of them.

Zhu Songlu roared, and the coercion of the second-order martial artist came out, instantly forcing Yu Baimei and the others to retreat.

"Lord of the City, why did you forcibly break into the Zhu Mansion?" Zhu Songlu looked at the sedan chair and drank in a deep voice.

Old woman Yu Baimei smiled and said: "I wish the patriarch to calm his anger, the city lord is not in the sedan chair, he has already entered the mansion to find you just now." ”

Zhu Songlu's expression changed greatly, and he looked back at the nursing homes.

One of them nodded in panic and said, "The city lord and a few people just rushed in with a few people, didn't you meet them?"

Zhu Songlu chuckled in his heart, hurriedly turned around and returned to the scene of the murder, and when he looked at it, his heart suddenly felt cold.

Li Xuan stood in front of Hang Wanyan, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

Ni Kite, Zuo Qingniu, Zu Gan, and the three of them were guarding Li Xuan.

"Lady, lady, you died so miserably!" In the room, Yin Chengliang was crying.

Zhu Songlu's face was tight, and his heart sank.

As soon as Xiang Caicai died, Li Xuan brought someone to break in, how could there be such a coincidence in the world?

Zhu Songlu is not a fool, he suppressed his anger, forcibly squeezed out a smile, stepped forward, and said: "Lord City, you came just in time, there was a homicide case in the mansion, Zhu Mou was about to send someone to invite you to come over to judge the case......"